Bizzare

Crazy. My dog died. He was 15 years old in human years! You do the math... The last couple of years he's been so old we just let him sleep and eat, if anything I saw him as more of a pain in the butt than a loved pet. But now that he's gone I am questioning my treatment of him...I feel guilty for nit playing with him more..for not being more affectionate.

My clothes are still covered in his white fur :/
RIP Laddie boy July4th 1993